Temptation of love! Mr. Feng, Miss Chang has resigned

After the show, they returned to the company to clock in for work, and the people from the president's office followed Feng Yi back to the top floor.

Feng Yi tilted his head: "Chang Yao, pour me a cup of coffee."

They were stunned for a moment, then thought that they were now in the same group, so it was normal for President Feng to ask Chang Yao to deliver coffee.

They each returned to their workstations. Chang Yao went into the tea room, poured a cup of coffee and brought it to his office.

She put the coffee on the table: "What do you want to talk to me about?"

Feng Yi just remembered that Qiao Mingxuan was from the Propaganda Department. He stared at Chang Yao and asked, "Did you know that Qiao Mingxuan was a member of the team?"

"I knew this earlier than you did. Qiao Mingxuan sent me the document from the Propaganda Department."

Before, the Propaganda Department would occasionally come up, but it was the assistants who delivered the documents. Now that a team has been set up, they do everything themselves.

Feng Yi looked at her: "Come here."

Chang Yao walked over, and he pulled Chang Yao's wrist hard. Chang Yao sat on his lap and hugged his neck.

"Is Mr. Feng jealous?"

"Yeah." Feng Yi responded.

She didn't expect Feng Yi to be so frank, which really made her feel very uncomfortable.

Feng Yi slid his hand down her back and placed it on her waist: "How are you going to make me happy?"

Chang Yao followed his eyes and landed on his pale pink lips: "How do you want me to coax you?"

Feng Yi tightened his palms, closing the distance between them. He kissed Chang Yao on the lips. Their bodies pressed close together, and they felt their hearts were very close.

Chang Yao's body gradually became weak and her eyes became blurred. She had forgotten that this was the president's office.

She hugged Feng Yi's body, desperately wanting more, and her fingers pulled at the buttons of Feng Yi's shirt.

Feng Yi held her hand, loosened his grip, and their bodies separated. Feng Yi's breathing was a little breathless.

"Something's going on later."

Chang Yao hugged his neck and kissed him: "What else?"

There was a knock on the door, and Wu Zhou pushed it open and walked in: "Boss Feng."

When he saw the scene inside, he was stunned for a moment, then immediately closed the door. He picked up his phone and sent a message to Mr. Feng.

Mr. Feng, don't forget, the team will have a meeting later.

After being disturbed, Chang Yao lost interest and stood up: "You go ahead and do your work. I'm going out."

Feng Yi grabbed her hand and asked, "You ran away after you got the feeling?"

"Special Assistant Wu wants to see you about something." Chang Yao felt hot all over because of his burning gaze.

Wu Zhou saw the team members approaching one after another and immediately stepped forward to stop them: "Everyone, it's not convenient to go in now. President Feng is busy."

"What is Mr. Feng busy with? How long do we have to wait?"

Wu Zhou stammered and couldn't put his finger on it. He didn't know how long it would take Mr. Feng to finish, but seeing how eager the two people in the office looked, he estimated that it wouldn't be over for a while.

"Why don't you go back first and I'll inform you later." Wu Zhou thought about sending them away first.

Wu Zhou heard his cell phone ringing, took it out and took a look, and saw that it was a message from President Feng.

Have them come into the office for a meeting.

Wu Zhou subconsciously looked at Chang Yao's workstation. Has Chang Yao come out?

Since President Feng had sent such a message, it meant that he was currently free. Wu Zhou said, "Everyone, President Feng is done with his work. He said he would go to the office for a meeting."

There were not many of them, so it would be a waste to use the conference room alone. Wu Zhou was the first to push open the door, check inside, and make sure that Chang Yao was not there before letting them in.

They sat side by side on the sofa, computers and notepads in hand.

After they turned on the computer and got ready, they saw Mr. Feng with his head down.

Qiao Mingxuan spoke boldly: "Boss Feng, can we start?"

Feng Yi glanced at the people under the table, then looked up with a calm expression: "You can start."

Chang Yao wanted to leave, but Feng Yi pushed her under the desk. Feng Yi's desk was curved, a common design, with a partition blocking the corner where Feng Yi was sitting.

Feng Yi felt that she was slacking off, so he pressed her head, pushed the chair, and moved forward.

Qiao Mingxuan began, "Boss Feng, for publicity purposes, I want to use robots as guides, just like in European and American science fiction films..."

A hissing sound came from Feng Yi's mouth. Qiao Mingxuan paused and said, "Boss Feng, is there something wrong?"

"Go on." Feng Yi gritted his teeth and forced himself to be patient.

Qiao Mingxuan continued to talk about her thoughts. Feng Yi controlled her head with his hands and said expressionlessly, "I'll think about it again."

Chang Yao looked up at him. Why did he have the initiative and could stop whenever he wanted? But Chang Yao refused. She opened her lips slightly and stuck out her tongue.

It was the sales department's turn to speak: "We are ready for manual training, so there will be no problem with the opening."

Feng Yi's arm veins bulged slightly, and beads of sweat began to seep out of his forehead: "That's it for now, I have something else to do, let's adjourn."

Wu Zhou opened the door, watched them go out, and immediately closed the door.

Feng Yi groaned, grabbed her clothes and helped her get up.

His eyes were passionate and crazy: "You are quite bold."

"Isn't this what Mr. Feng wants?" She didn't expect that the boss who usually looked abstinent and shrewd would have such an idea.

Feng Yi pinched her chin: "Go rinse your mouth."

Chang Yao stood up, but her body felt weak and she fell back onto his thighs. Feng Yi supported her body and said jokingly, "Can't you bear this?"

She bit her lip, not wanting to admit: "My legs are numb from squatting for too long."

"Really? Let me give you a massage." Feng Yi placed his palm on her thigh and pressed gently.

Chang Yao's breathing quickened a bit, and she grabbed his hand: "Boss Feng, I'm not numb anymore, I'll go out first."

Feng Yi watched her walk out, a smile on his face, tidied up briefly, and continued working.

Chang Yao walked out and Wu Zhou was already waiting there. He approached Chang Yao and said in a low voice, "You were hiding in the CEO's office just now. Are you guys completely let go?"

"It was President Feng who completely let go."

Wu Zhou whispered, "I'll cover you, hurry back to your workstation."

"Thank you."

There is a corner between Feng Yi's office and the staff office area, which is also a blind spot. They cannot see her coming out of Feng Yi's office.

Wu Zhou walked her out the corner, said a few words to her, and then returned to the office.

Min Sisi came over: "Chang Yao, where were you at the meeting just now?"

"I'm organizing documents in Special Assistant Wu's office. I'm not like you. I don't know anything." Chang Yao said with a smile.

Min Sisi comforted her: "You are the one chosen by President Feng, so you must be good at something. You don't need to be so unconfident."

"Do you need any help?"

Min Sisi liked her initiative: "I need these forms after get off work, can you help me do it?"

"Okay, then I'll be busy." Chang Yao looked at her and said.

Min Sisi returned to her workstation, took a sip of coffee and continued working.

After get off work, Chang Yao rode an electric bike back to the villa. Feng Yi followed her. After she finished cooking, Feng Yi sat on the sofa, turned on the computer, and looked at the promotional details of Qiao Mingxuan.

Chang Yao finished cooking and walked over: "What are you looking at?"